Many years ago, I was loading my Tulle musket, standing on a bank above a dirt road, and somehow, I dropped the gun from between my knees. It fell forward and landed on the muzzle, shattering the stock through the wrist. I cut three or four long fringes from my brain tanned coat, and tied the stock back together, continued to shoot the rest of the trail.
Once I got it back home to the shop, I removed the hardware, and of course the leather wrap, and the stock came apart in two pieces - luckily. I drilled holes in both directions into the end grain of the wood, cut a piece of 1/4" all-thread steel rod to length, and joined the whole thing back together with AcraGlas, a Brownell's bedding epoxy that has great bonding virtue. When it was cured, I decided to hide the wound with rawhide, so I cut a piece of moose raw skin to size, and soaked it well in warm water. Once it had returned to being a piece of fresh skin again in the water, I applied a generous coating of Titebond II to the wood and the skin, wrapped it around the assembled gun, and sewed it up along the top of the wrist with an autopsy or baseball stitch. I wiped away the excess glue, and left the thing to dry out over the course of about a week. The skin shrank to less than half its thickness, and just a little in its length, but the repair was remarkable for its strength. The gun belongs to Hatchet Jack Bradford now, and he is the forth owner of the piece. He was in the shop yesterday with the original frizzen, asking it if needed replacing...it's like a knife along the edges from over 10,000 documented shots by him alone. But the wrist is unaffected...likely stronger than when it was new.